If you order your food for take out you had better take the time to check what's in the bag. I ordered steak tacos, and they gave me beef. Yet charged me for steak. Okay fine, I realize that I fucked up by not checking my order. Fuck me for putting a little bit of faith into a person that might be able to write down whether someone is eating beef or steak. ANYWAY! Now it's time to just make due with my beef tacos. Not going to mince words here....the beef looked like shit. Why I even put this wretched abomination in my mouth...I couldn't tell you. Not since I was 4 years old and ate dirt have I made such a bad decision to put something in my mouth. So now we are in trouble for dinner, right? Right. Time to try to fall back on the only other things we have. Beans and rice. Hooray. Doesn't exactly make you lick your lips and rub your tummy in a cartoonish satisfactory kind of way, does it? It was fine. That's why this place gets two stars. One for beans, and one for rice. Yay beans and rice. Now if you sit down at this establishment you are bound to get better treatment. It's not so much fun to fuck someone over when they are sitting there and tips are involved. I would rather just take the extra drive to Cozumel. They have a better staff there. Sure the employees there look like they want to kill you, but at least they get the fucking order right.